Chapter 311: Near Ink, One Turns Black; Extend Life?

Gong Qi looked at his junior martial brother with eyes gleaming, speaking deeply:

"Junior martial brother is truly a kind person; Senior Brother admires you. However, junior martial brother practices martial arts daily—how could your care be divided among so many people?"

Gong Qi paused slightly, weighing his words:

"I don't think junior martial brother you can't do it; I just feel that today Senior Brother I was deeply infected, my soul was touched, and I have a chest full of passion with nowhere to vent, and I also want to learn from junior martial brother you to be a kind person, so……"

Gong Qi exaggeratedly split his mouth open to his ear roots, his soft tongue extending out a long way, speaking with utmost sincerity:

"So on the road of being kind to others, please junior martial brother, be sure to bring Senior Brother along."

Feng Mu looked at Gong Qi's strangely protruding tongue, feeling even more that Fifth Senior Brother was like a poisonous snake—the more he looked, the more satisfied he was.

As Feng Mu, he felt Fifth Senior Brother was very good;

as Feng Mu, he felt it could be even better, such as adding a prefix of 【Destiny】?

The car slowly came to a stop; Liu Yi hadn't had time to get out when Guan Zhong came running over, meticulously opening the car door for Feng Mu.

The rest of the people behind watched this scene, their expressions slightly annoyed.

They couldn't win the question-answering contest against Guan Zhong, couldn't snatch kills against Guan Zhong—did they even have to fall behind him in opening car doors?

For a moment, everyone's ideological awareness improved; Feng Mu also sensed the change in atmosphere, so he smiled gently.

He hoped to twist his subordinates into one rope, but wouldn't fix the order of knots between ropes; everyone's position in the organization needed to be fought for by themselves.

This might be what "position determines perspective" meant.

Recalling his past life as a corporate slave, he hated most the "wolf culture"; but now, he felt that competition was the ladder of human progress.

Of course, he didn't advocate harsh whipping and coercion; on the contrary, he tended to inspire employees' potential through encouragement, awakening their loyalty and subjective initiative from a more humane angle.

Feng Mu patted Guan Zhong's shoulder, asking calmly and gently: "Have you picked your helpers?"

"Found them."

While answering, Guan Zhong glanced behind him; two prison guards walked out from the middle, stepping forward to stand behind him, with smiles on their faces as if they hadn't snatched meat but had licked the broth.

Feng Mu was absolutely not the kind of leader who threw out tasks and then neglected them; his every word and action interpreted a leader's responsibility.

He said gently: "Don't be afraid of any resistance; remember, you are not alone—our strength has gathered together, and will always serve as your strongest backing."

Feng Mu's tone was gentle, but landing in everyone's ears, it made them more passionate than any impassioned cliché.

Everyone turned their gaze to Feng Mu, then thought of those inhuman leaders in the Second Prison District; the difference between them and Feng Mu was as clear as black and white, obvious at a glance.

In the depths of everyone's heart, a common wish surged up unbidden:

"If Feng Mu weren't a red man before the Prison Warden, but the Prison Warden himself, how wonderful that would be!"

Unfortunately, 【Blood Bar Ghost Eye】 couldn't yet see loyalty levels; otherwise, he could clearly see that this organization, formed today and not even given a "number," had loyalty and cohesion rising three times a day, each time hitting the limit like a circuit breaker.

Guan Zhong and the other two nodded crazily.

Feng Mu's smile grew even gentler, without a trace of killing intent, looking exactly like a kind teacher awarding little red flowers to excellent students in class.

He looked at Guan Zhong and said: "Next is reward time; go, enjoy it well!"

Guan Zhong's neck swelled thick; no words could express his gratitude now. He "slapped" to attention on the spot, and with the two behind him, saluted Feng Mu.

Feng Mu preferred the salute of right hand clenched over the heart, but this salute before him—fingers pressed together into a palm, placed at the side of the temple—seemed acceptable too.

Feng Mu lightly returned the salute, while in his heart another voice echoed faintly:

"One day, I will replace palms with fists, and make everyone offer me their hearts."

Gong Qi watched the backs of Guan Zhong and the other three leaving with killing intent, feeling a bit regretful in his heart:

"Why didn't this person choose himself? Was my head-cutting technique just now not attractive enough?"

Actually not; mainly because he was Feng Mu's senior brother, his identity card was too "noble," giving Guan Zhong and the others an insurmountable sense of distance when facing him.

Liu Yi walked over quickly at this time, took out his phone and presented it before Feng Mu, saying in a deep voice:

"Things in the prison have been exposed online, by a self-media person called 【Gravehead Old Tree】. As of now, over ten thousand people have read his post."

Feng Mu took the phone, skimmed through it in ten lines at a glance, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow, completely unsurprised by the current situation.

He just paused for a moment on the poster's name, then chuckled and said:

"【Gravehead Old Tree】? The name is quite fitting; this report of his has dug a grave for our Prison Warden, hehe—"

Liu Yi couldn't tell the meaning in Feng Mu's words, but seeing Feng Mu's face always calm, he wasn't panicked in his heart either.

Liu Yi wasn't siding with the Prison Warden, but a technical position actually didn't care much whether the Second Prison would completely break away from the Prison System in the future; anyway, whichever side changed, they couldn't fire him.

But now, deep in his heart Liu Yi tended toward Prison Warden Qian Huan safely passing this calamity, not for Qian Huan, but for Feng Mu.

Although it was only half a day of contact, he had already been conquered by the personal charm Feng Mu displayed.

Feng Mu pushed the phone back to Liu Yi, he strode toward the prison, while seemingly carelessly saying:

"This time the Prison Warden really can't avoid death even if he wants to live; Liu Yi, what do you think we should do next?"

Liu Yi pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said:

"We must find this 【Gravehead Old Tree】, make him delete that post, and publicly admit it was rumor and slander, publicly apologize. If he doesn't cooperate, then we can only……"

A fierce light flashed in Liu Yi's eyes; he made a hand-chopping gesture toward Feng Mu, the meaning unspoken but clear.

Gong Qi stood aside without a word; he observed Liu Yi and noticed that in just half a day, Liu Yi's temperament seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes, like a metamorphosis.

This change was like a spotless white sheet of paper that accidentally touched pitch-black ink; in a very short time, it was stained gray, and could never return.

He no longer looked like a timid technical prison guard, but had some of the air of those prison guards in the Second Prison who brandished electric batons at the slightest provocation.

Gong Qi glanced at the others without showing it, silently marveling in his heart:

"Although Junior Martial Brother doesn't teach them martial arts, he taught them something more terrifying than martial arts—just like a dog: martial arts can sharpen its claws, but a dog is still a dog; what Junior Martial Brother teaches now can train a dog into a wolf!"

Feng Mu glanced lightly at Liu Yi, nodded slightly in agreement, then shook his head slightly and sighed:

"What you say is not a bad plan, but it's hard for us to find 【Gravehead Old Tree】 in a short time, and the time left for the Prison Warden is not much; so, we must first buy some time for the Prison Warden."

Liu Yi nodded in sudden realization, only he didn't know that Feng Mu's "buying time" method cost a bit of life!

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